Misfits need a place to get away, too. All that trying to fit in is exhausting.

That's the fairy tale. You meet, you fall in love, you kiss, and neither of you is revolted by it. You get married and have kids and live happily ever after.

How could someone with a life this full feel this empty?

Wasn't that the point to being married? That you had a partner, someone you trusted, to help with important decisions.

That, they knew, was true friendship. And they knew, if you're lucky enough to find it, you hold on to it.

She'd always known he didn't love her. But it was easier to bear when he didn't know she loved him. That way they were even. Now he knew he had all the power.

I spent so much time telling myself that this wasn't home that I started to believe it," she said carefully. "Belonging has always been tough for me." I can be your home," he said quietly. "Belong to me.